I'm Not a Wild Grass

TTM an (Laila POV)

"La? Laila's? Laila!"

I woke up from my daydream. I look at Nindi's shady face in front of me now.

"You why? How's Erlan? Did he really quit his job?" Nindi asked a little impatiently.

I looked at Nindi with a confused look first, before I finally answered her question.

"Yes. Said he wanted to continue Papa's business."

...

Silent.

A moment of silence filled the conversation between me and Nindi. I'm still busy guessing what Erlan's last sentence means. Nindi seemed to be thinking of something serious.

"Erlan.. won't be returning to work here?" Ask Nindi again.

I'm shaking. "Don't know, Nind.."

"What is Papa's business?" Again Nindi asked.

And I'm back to shaking. "I forgot it.."

"Hhh..eh, Nindi heard from Theo, he said the Chief Manager shot you? That's right, La?" Suddenly Nindi shifted the subject.

"Shuuutts! Don't be noisy, Nind! I know people are I ashamed?" I was in a hurry, when someone sitting at the side table near us, turned his head when he heard Nindi's words earlier.

"Oh. yeah. Ja. Sorry yes! So, is that really?" Nindi asked in a whispering voice anyway.

Shamefully, I nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

"Cieee..why can you suddenly gini anyway? Don't you guys have a lot of TTMs, huh?" Terka Nindi while teasing.

TTM \= Friend But Friendly

"What the hell, Nind! When is TTM try! We have a TAJ!" My sergeant denies.

"TAJ?" Nindi asked confusedly.

"Yes. Tom and Jerry. Alias noisily!"

"Ah Laila can do it! But why can Chief suddenly shoot you anyway?"

"Mene keteheng? I still feel jet lag ngadepin confession (statement of love) her."

Nindi looks to shake her head many times.

"Maybe that's what you call karma? There is no saying that says, 'love and hate are just something. Because it could be that one day your feelings will turn 180 degrees against him, without you asking'," said Nindi wisely.

I'm stunned. Remember also the words Nunik had said once, when I confided in him about the conch, at the beginning I worked in this office.

Look now. I also seemed to start liking the Conch without asking. Though as I remember I always felt bad when dealing with the young man.

"This is karma, right? Hh. so messy," I said as I pressed my cheek against the canteen table, while still looking at Nindi.

Nindi raised her shoulders. "Either. It could be, La. Uh, but. You should be happy dong. Which means you're already, right? I am a little envious of you, La. Anyway, Mr. Head is pretty much the hottest guy in our office huh!" Nindi encouraged me.

"Is that what it is?"

"Hmm. don't know. He said we should go first. Consider it a time of reintroduction. He doesn't want to rush into a serious relationship like that."

"Ooh.. mean you're just starting TTM and this is the story?"

I scrunched my forehead. Don't know what to answer, Nindi's question.

"I don't know Nind either. Lha wong this morning also he was acting like an ordinary kayak anyway. There is no such thing as you said. I had a moment to think, what not-don't.." I pondered in silence.

"Don't what, La? Don't dream of dong! It's not good to keep daydreaming!" Nindi.

I came back to my senses and lifted my gaze to a faraway place.

"Didn't it, yesterday afternoon did he tuh tambet time huh? It's weird trying. Suddenly she said love, uh, likes. But today his attitude was even ordinary. There's no indication of her liking to me. How do you think Nind is?"

As I focused my gaze back on Nindi, I saw my colleague panicking and winking at me many times.

"Why are you, Nind? Your eyes are deworming, huh?" Ask me worried. Pity is true if Nindi who just recovered from her magh disease, must be intestinal worms too, now.

Nindi looked resigned and instead stood up suddenly while bowing her head. He then said, "Oh Mr. Chief!"

Instantly, the spoon I was holding to eat kwetiau noodles fell down and clang quite loudly on the plate.

Glug.

I have trouble swallowing. Feeling afraid that Nindi's greeting really showed the existence of the conch behind me.

Slowly, I turned my head back. And it's true. Standing quite close behind me, the smiling Conch stared at me from above. He is seen putting his right hand in his pants pocket. His left hand just hangs on the side of his body.

"So, you think I'm welcome and not serious about my like to you statement huh, La?" Say the conch with the boss's formal sentence.

'Olamak.apes really me!'

The conch then held the shoulder of the chair I was sitting on. And he lowered his head until his face became so close to my own.

I deliberately put my head back. But because my wiggle room was limited by chairs and a canteen table, I could not get away from the temptation of the conch.

"You have to erase the ridiculous thought of the sambet, La. I'm really serious about my feelings. Or, do you really wish we could TTM? You want me to start being friendly, huh?"

Ba dump's. Ba dump's.

'Oh my! geez! Oh my goodness, La! Find your problem! Because of the mouth that can not be braked. The origin of the talk is unclear, and now it even sounds the same as the conch! Duh! Where are people starting to worry again!'

I peeked out from the end of the eye. And found that now my interaction with the conch has become the center of attention of people in the cafeteria.

"You want me to start calling you, honey, La? or Beb? Honey?" tego the Conch is back. This time he whispered near my ear. So I'm pretty sure, only I can hear his words.

Even so, I can imagine. The closeness between me and the Boss will already be a hot topic in the office for the rest of the day.

'Duuhhh! Shame is yes! damn it, the conch! Wanna flirt but don't look around!'

Feeling too embarrassed and annoyed with the actions of the conch, I immediately pushed the conch's chest away. Then I stood up and hurriedly passed away from the canteen.

I didn't say a word to the Conch or Nindi that I had ignored.

'Shame! be ashamed! be ashamed! Where are you stuck??'

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